VincentValentine13

Long ago, in a valley of green, Lived Sally O'Mally. She was as innocent as could be, That dear lass, Sally O'Mally Sally was lovely, and quite nice to see, And people spoke of her hair. Her golden locks that shimmered and shone, To he beauty, none could compare. And then a young sir met Sally O'Mally, His heart was to hers And he loved her so truly, Of her other suitors, he saw them as curs. He dreamed of her often, but never did speak, So when he was in the valley, He never went to call on her; And another took the hand of Sally O'Mally. Yes another did she wed, Under the grey moonlight, The young sir stood not far from he

But mum, father! You know how much hospitals give me the chills! Can't you imagine what bedlam would do to me?" This was the argument that Victor Liddell had presented his parents when they said he would be going to see his cousin, Alice, in the Whittington Psychological Ward. Victor was, as any cousin would have been, to learn that Alice had lost her family in a fire, but when his parents told him that she had become mentally unsound, he started to feel disturbed. He and Alice had been good friends when they were younger, playing games and reading stories; all the typical things a child would do. Perhaps it was the thought of seeing her in

"So, you're saying that the Queen of Hearts has conquered all of Wonderland?" Victor asked, in an attempt to straighten out the information he had been told. Evidently, after Alice left, and the fire burned down her home, the Queen took advantage of the mental break-down of Alice's mind, and used the confusion as a way to launch a full-on war. "That is correct," Rabbit answered nervously, as if just talking about would bring her down upon them, "And many who were once friendly were no longer so." "Is not out situation dismal?" the Cheshire Cat asked, his smile still present, yet somehow very bitter, "Wonderland has become so discombobulated